Shinichi wondered what he had ever done to deserve the torment he received in this particular lifetime…
"The only thing I’ve heard about recently is some ‘Midas’ thing but honestly I don’t know anything about it. Should I be investigating?”
"It should say something, at least, that you’re the topic of 80% of our conversations," he chuckled. "But you probably know how he is better than I do. You’ve known him a lot longer." It was both a good and a bad thing really. Hattori complained about her a lot but whenever Shinichi questioned it then his Osakan counterpart would go back on his words and say things like ‘she’s not that bad’.
Kudo’s body language still spoke of scepticism and was pretty tight, but Kaito was now almost fully relaxed, only that little twinkle of being ready if necessary probably never left him, he used to think it would give him an edge.
"No, we never came face to face." The subtle explanation calmed him a little, taking off some of the tension he had subconsciously acquired. "I was in a helicopter for the entire thing, but I definitely got an earful over the radio about sticking my nose in where it wasn’t needed." He chuckled, no more than a sarcastic harrumph at the idea since he was still the record-holder for Kid-catching even if he had never actually ‘caught’ him.
Kaito’s own relaxed demeanor helped to pacify him as well. What an amazing Poker Face that was to calm other people.
"I assume that ‘Aoko’ is your friend’s name? Nakamori-keibu’s daughter," he concluded, brow raised. "Hopefully she doesn’t take after her father too much. I don’t think the world is ready for two people with that versatile a vocabulary."
Each word only served to make him all the more suspicious. How could this person know that he had been there to assist during the clock tower fiasco? He hadn’t been directly involved in the investigation and left immediately afterward so there was no way his name had showed up in the paper, right? Combining that with their similar looks and it wouldn’t be long for him to figure it out if Kaito didn’t watch his step.
"You meet your doppelganger and your first thought is to switch places and create havoc?" he asked, chuckling at the thought. Ran and Sonoko would definitely be surprised if he started performing card tricks all of a sudden.
"Anyway, you know Nakamori-keibu personally then? It’s the only reasonable explanation for you to know I was at that particular event." He refrained from calling it a heist since nothing was actually stolen and Kaitou Kid had in fact kept the tower from disappearing forever.
A perfect distraction.
"Well, it’s mostly just the normal stuff I guess. Normal for Hattori that is," he explained. "He mentioned your Aikido practice and school, but mostly he just complains. Which is his way of showing affection, I’ve found out. But don’t tell him I told you that." He chuckled, wondering just how Hattori would take that. Probably like an irritable wildcat.
"Well, you’re obviously of Japanese descent but you have a slight drawl to your words, almost like you’re just getting used to the language again. And your words come out flatter, a lot like English rather than a romantic language such as Italian or French or even another Eastern language such as Chinese or Korean. The accent is subtle but unmistakable."
Shinichi rolled his eyes when he knew the Hakuba couldn’t see him and shut the door. Of course the detective would get nosy. It was the same reason Hattori had shoved his way into Shinichi’s private affairs and he could only hope that the blond would have a little more tact. He wasn’t sure he could persuade someone like Hakuba not to get involved.
"Well, you already know my address. Is there something specific you wanted to know?" he asked as he followed him back into the house and stepped away to lead him to the living room. It was all overly polite and a little underhandedly sarcastic in a way but not particularly rude either. He was still a little grumpy from having been woken up.
"I’ve been gone for so long that it’s hard to believe they still talk…" he replied with a laugh. Even though he shrugged it off, he enjoyed the little bits of praise. He lived off the attention after all. "It sounds like you haven’t been in Japan long enough yet to make a name for yourself. Where did you move from? Somewhere west. America?" It would have been a more interesting show if he didn’t already know because of Conan.
"Kuroba, Kaito, magician extraordinaire." He bowed like a true showman and straightened up smiling. "May I know who doesn’t only look similar to me, but also has a similar voice?"
It caught Shinichi’s eye immediately to see him flicking through the deck of cards but he didn’t let it distract him. He had too much experience with that sort of trick and he found himself looking away from it easily.
"Kudou Shinichi. High school detective." It was a near fun house mirror image of what Kaito had said before, a little distorted but the same framework. "It’s awfully uncommon to meet someone so similar to yourself."
aikidokazuhatoyama said: Kazuha was walking around in tropical alnd. She somehow lost sight of Heiji, who actually wanted to be back in a few minutes. Since then, 1 hour has already past. He may got into a case again, so she was looking for a place with many people watching at something. As she looked in front of her, she noticed a guy, that was kind of familiar to her. She walked over to him, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Excuse me? May I ask ya somethin'?"